So much for having more control over myself than Ledger.
I lean down, taking her bottom lip into my mouth to suck the sweet drink away. When I’m done, I grip her neck and tilt her head to the side so I can kiss the corner of her mouth, her cheek, then along her jawline.
Blair’s shuddering gasp of air only spurs me on.
Unable to stop myself from pushing for more from this deliciously tempting woman, I slide my leg between hers until my thigh is pressed against her warm center. Blair groans. She shifts her hips and presses harder against my leg.
“Wes…” Blair whispers my name in a soft, needy whine.
Damn, it sounds good on her lips.
This close to Blair, I’m trapped in some type of invisible hold. It only strengthens as she wraps an arm around my neck and pulls me closer. Letting go of her neck, I use my hand to cradle the back of her head. I barely manage to put the mug down on the counter without dropping it before I grab her waist to hold her to me. Blair’s hips tilt again as she seeks out more friction. A shiver of need rushes through me as I lean down and suck gently at the pulse along her neck. It jumps and I chuckle at the response.
“Hm… maybe it’s not Epsom salt that you need,” I muse, my lips brushing against the skin just beneath her ear.
Blair’s hips roll against my thigh, a soft groan of pleasure escaping her. I echo her sound as her defensiveness ebbs away, little by little. This strong, self-sufficient woman is usingmeto sate a need. She’s lowering the walls that she’s erected around her heart to protect herself from the world, to get closetome. I’m humbled that she trusts me enough to relax.
In my head, a seed takes root. What begins to blossom is an ugly and dangerous thing; it’s possession. It’s a craving. Dare I say this could be the start of a new addiction?
Blair wants this. Sheneedsthis.
It's a heady feeling, having this alluring goddess lean into me seeking solace and safety.
She’s right to trust me. I can be a solid presence in her life—someone to lean on. Fuck, I can be better than just a pillar. I can be the impenetrable fortress to protect Blair from everything. She wouldn’t have to muster the strength to be strong all the time.
I can be strong for her for as long as she needs.
As Blair grinds harder and faster against my thigh, I continue to kiss her. Wherever my lips can reach, I make sure to cover it. With each kiss I plant and every roll of Blair’s hips, I become more addicted to her. The insidious whispers of the vices of oldthat once held dominion over me aren’t nearly as potent, loud, or insistent as this new vice—asBlair—is.
Blair pulls me closer, her breath coming in soft, sweet gasps as she grinds her core against my thigh.
“Wes…” she breathes out just as her breath catches.
Her little cry, so soft that I have a feeling she doesn’t even know she’s released it, is devoured by me as I swoop down to claim her lips. I swallow it down where no one else can hear or have it. That sound belongs to me.
She breaks the kiss to cry out. Her body begins to shake hard, and she clings to me as her orgasm rolls through her.
Fuck. Me.
Just as her body begins to sag, we both hear the sound of footsteps approaching. Blair stiffens and pulls away swiftly. I straighten and step back, removing all contact with her. It physically pains me to do so. Blair looks at me wide-eyed with surprise, maybe even a bit of confusion. Giving her a moment of privacy, I turn around and put myself between her and whoever’s coming.
Only to find someone’s already standing in the kitchen, watching us.
Ledger’s leaning against the wall just inside the room, watching us with a hooded gaze. A small, tight-lip smile pulls at his mouth. How long had he been standing there?
Shit. With Ledger, anything Blair-related can be a trigger—what will this moment do to him? Will he be pissed I just took liberties with his goddaughter?
Mentally, I brace myself for a fight.
Because that’s what this could boil down to. If Blair wants to seek out solace with me, I’m not going to push her away.
She’sminenow.
“Oh, hi Ledger,” Blair greets brightly as she peers around me. “Enjoy the show?”
Ledger’s eyes slide from my face to hers and his smile grows. It’s not warm, though at first glance it could pass as such. Can Blair see the shadows in his eyes that grow darker? Or that his jaw tightens ever so slightly? This smile worries me because this isn’t anger he’s hiding, it's a sick excitement which is way worse when it comes to Ledger and his fixation with this godchild.
“Watching you cum was a beautiful sight to behold,” he confesses to her.
